Natalia
The sound of a soft cough pulled me out of sleep. I snapped my eyes open and shot bolt upright, turning to look at Max.
A breath of relief escaped me.
He was still sleeping and definitely unwell, but he seemed to have improved somewhat overnight. His face had a little more color, and he wasn’t wheezing so much anymore. Despite the occasional little hiccup or cough, he seemed to be able to draw in more air with each breath.
Grace had been right. Having his biological father close by was helping Max heal.
I turned my head to look at Andrei, who was still asleep on the cot beside mine. Judging from the dark pools under his eyes, he hadn’t slept much all night.
Careful not to wake him or Max, I stood and stretched, realizing I was still wearing the same clothes as last night.
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